Momelezi snickered as he bumped into a chair in a drunken stupor. He was trying to find the bed in the darkness. It was three am, in the morning and all he wanted was to cuddle his husband and be dead to the world. Mivuyo raised his head to check on Mo.
"Mimi, go back to sleep Dali." Mo whispered as soon as he noticed that Mivuyo was awake. All the while fighting gravity to try and regain his balance. Mivuyo turned on the lamp afraid his husband would hurt himself. Mo decided that maybe a lullaby would help him fall back to sleep. It always worked with the twins.
"Lala bhabhana, mus'ukulila. Umam....."
He stopped himself because he forgot the lyrics. Mivuyo rolled his eyes but he couldn't stop the smile that was creeping up on him. He was supposed to be mad but the idiot is singing a lullaby to him and seems to genuinely believe it will work.
"Utat'uyeza netiti yomntwana." Mivuyo couldn't hold it anymore so he burst into giggles much to Mo's disappointment.
Mo whined and whipped his dreads back and forth while stomping his feet in place when Mivuyo sat up instead of going back sleep as he told him.
"Go back to sleep I wanna cuddle you."
His husband laughs at this big man throwing a tantrum. He got distracted by the realisation that Mo wasn't wearing a jacket. Sick Mo was annoying and tiring.
"Where's your jacket?"
"Sino." Mivuyo stopped laughing as soon as he heard that name.
His husband had only come back to get a jacket ever since his friend got here. He had told him he was going out to hangout with the guys they grew up with. Scenarios whirled around in his head until they were halted by an absence of yet another clothing item. What exactly happened? And what role did Sino play on the missing belt issue?
"Where's your belt." He asks all the humour gone from his voice.
"Yoh! Ibhanti lam!"
Momelezi steals a glance at Mivuyo and decides to do something he hasn't done in a while.
"I .... I don't know baby."
Mivuyo just stared at him in confusion at first but flared his nose as soon as he realised what Momelezi was trying to do.
"You know when I think about it. I didn't wear a belt."
"Oh."
Mivuyo only went along with it because he didn't think an argument was the best idea while the other is drunk. He was disappointed more than anything. Momelezi took off the rest of his clothes leaving only his underwear. He then slid in next to his husband.
"Yizapha ndikulume."
He whispered to Mivuyo as he gathered him into his arms and dragged him closer to himself. The man giggles as he resists imprisonment.
"Wait... Wait!"
He reaches into the drawer next to the bed and pulls out a mint. He shoves one into his husband's mouth who had now started tickling him.
"Oh I thought you were resisting arrest."
"I just don't wanna be within the confines of a stinky cuddle elephant."
He responded as Mo pulled him closer, with a dumb smile plastered on his face.
"Elephant?" He raised his head and gave Mivuyo a side eye. "I'm not that heavy!"
"Have you seen yourself? You're a big big boy."
"But I am your big boy."
"What does that have to do with anything? You're still heavy." Relief and pride engulfed Mivuyo making him laugh. Mo was his, that couldn't be disputed. So Sino or anybody else for that matter could not have him.
